XTravis: Sorry.Sal: It was comin' to a fight no matter what, Blue. Just crack they heads together before they start talkin' next time....Offscreen mob: Okay, next time? We mob somebody untrained in an indefensible position.Pitt: (offscreen) Okay, people, you had your fun. Now you got five seconds to clear this street.Travis: Police?Sal: Nah, they just keep trouble from spillin' into Midtown. That'll be the Dragonkiller. Cover your eyes.Travis: ...the who?Pitt: Four. Three. Tw-- of course I can hit them all from here!Sal: Cover!!Travis: What are they doing?Sal: 'sokay, we get a warning shot.Pitt: Oh yeah? Watch! Hah! Dead center! You suckers owe me fifty doles.Travis: Flashbombs are not warning shots!Sal: Tell them.

Due to technical difficulties (most of which involve either crying or swearing) and work commitments, the comic will not be up until late this afternoon. Sorry, guys.

ETA: Up.

The Dragonkiller, for the curious, is Lou Dragonkiller, cadre (mob boss) of this particular area. She's not known for her subtlety. She's also not one of the people on the wall tossing flashbombs, but her droiteman Pitt is equally unsubtle and, unlike his mistress, possesses a sense of humor.

Maria's woken up in a new clone before. But never in a sea of bodies, light-years from Earth, with decades missing from her memory and five crewmates all wondering the same thing: which of them was the killer?